Falling For My Cheating Boyfriend's Uncle

Author: Gu Mumu

Chapter 1

Word Count: 777 | Released on: Today at 18:29

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I received a frantic call from my boyfriend, Derik Mccarth

the sports bar he had texted me, only to find a blonde woman with her pale,

model desperate to claw her

Hurry up and look at it," Derik ordered. There wasn't an

y the freezing rain,

shing over in a storm just to

uched down anyway. But just as my hand reache

a shrill, agonizing gasp, bury

gentle?!" Derik snapped, his eyebrows

ven't even tou

ut in pain?" Derik glared at me, his large ha

the extreme contrast felt like a sc

o the same private schools. Every off-season, I meticulously managed his diet. When he ran a fever during his r

t? Four days? Yet he chose to

ly straight. "I'm a cardiothoracic

y fed you and funded your medical degree, and you ca

his voice completely shatt

other, Hedy. The Mccarthy family took me in out of so-called "charity." They let me attend school

y identity had

"And I apologize for taking up the position of your girlfriend f

kly replaced it. "Are you throwing a tantrum and breaking up with me? P

It was as if... he had been waiti

e, Krystle," I said

ut behind me, the suffocating weight of

ied to Derik. He had once announced I was his girlfriend in

m holding Krystle, acting like an invisible

ged my heavy steps down the hallway, rushing straight into t

the stall door was violently shoved inward, snapping the latch. A to

tantly suffocated me. I opened my mouth to scream, but a large, rough hand weari

ice-blue eyes glared down

live," a deep, gravelly voice raspe

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“I endured my boyfriend Derik's terrible temper for four years just to repay a childhood debt to his wealthy family. But after a grueling twelve-hour surgery, I came home to find him in our bed with a desperate socialite model. Instead of apologizing, he sneered that she could actually help him climb the social ladder. He told me that as long as I behaved and kept handling his messy chores, I could still live there on his family's charity. The model mocked me from the pillows. "Everyone knows you're pathetic for Derik. You'll be crying and begging to come back tomorrow." Four years of walking on eggshells were replaced like cheap furniture, making my chest feel completely hollow. I realized I was nothing but a free housekeeping tool to a narcissistic loser who lived off his trust fund. But I wasn't going to cry or beg. I pulled out a bank wire receipt for exactly one hundred and sixty-seven thousand dollars and slammed it against his bare chest. "Four years of room and board, principal plus interest. We are completely even." I packed my bags and walked out into the freezing rain for good. Little did Derik know, the bleeding fugitive I would save in a dive bar later that night was his legendary, untouchable billionaire uncle.”